While we were crossing long and straight muddy road across the fields, we saw shapes of the ancient object that we were looking for. It was such a blessing moment, in the middle of nowhere, to spot a heard of deer jumping and running in the distance near the lonely building. It was so fantastic, that for a second it seemed as a dream: the low sunlight, animals and the remains of the monastery.
We wondered how it is possible for a whole settlement to disappear, who were the people and monks that once lived here, built here, had customs that we do not know noting of. The only witness of generations of people that formed a settlement called Araca are these bricks, formed in marvelous structure that is breathtaking, stunning and grievous in the same time.
But to be there and to feel the atmosphere and bread the clear air of times gone by and just about to grow plants in fields was freedom and pleasure that will remain in our memories.
– photos Tamara Markovic, text Milica Tanasijevic